An Order From Broadway

"We’ll shoot the posters later." Guo Nuoyan was rubbing his hands happily. Another task finished.

How would Qin Guan use the room? What advantage would it bring to J Clothing? This was not his concern as the manager of the Promotion Department.

Qin Guan got on and off the slow bus with his heavy bags. When he entered his house, he threw the bags down and rushed to his soft bed.

His busy life made him tired, even though he had acclimatized himself to a heavy work schedule back in China. Thinking of Cong Nianwei, who had to be studying at the library at the time, Qin Guan smiled with satisfaction. I fall short of the best, but I’m better than the worst.

The next day, Qin Guan idled around on campus in a J Clothing outfit. He had taken off his glasses and used mousse on his hair. Then he had put on a loose T-shirt with the sleeves rolled up in a casual, yet elegant way. A beautiful Chinese character "龍" [1] was on his back.